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Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Welcome to my stop on
the Book Tour, presented by Silver Dagger Book
Tours, for The Black Parade by Kyoko M. Please leave a
comment or question for Kyoko to let her know you stopped by. You may enter her tour wide giveaway by
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The Black
Parade

by Kyoko M

The Black Parade, Book
1

Genre: Paranormal
Romance, Urban Fantasy

347 pages

Jordan Amador. 21. New
Yorker. Waitress. Mild alcoholic. Murderer.

Two years ago, Jordan
accidentally shot and killed a Seer: a person who can see, hear, and talk to
ghosts with unfinished business. Her crime came with a hefty price, too. She
has two years to help a hundred souls cross over to the afterlife or her soul
is bound for hell. Tough break.

As if that weren’t bad
enough, two days before her deadline a handsome pain-in-the-ass poltergeist
named Michael strolls into her life. His soul is the key to her salvation, but
the cost just might be more than she can handle. Solving his death puts her
right in the crosshairs of Belial: a vain, bloodthirsty archdemon who won’t
rest until she’s his slave. Can she rescue Michael and save her own soul, or will
they both be dragged down into the clutches of the eternal black parade?

Ranked #5 in Amazon's
Top 100 Bestselling Novels in the Occult Horror category and #9 in the
Paranormal Demons and Devils category on June 19, 2014.

To be fair, I didn’t actually remember what
happened when I died. It was over a year ago, and the soul is a radically
different entity from the mind. In case you’re wondering, yes, there is an
afterlife, and no, I can’t tell you what it looks like. Sorry. Life is full of
disappointments.

How then, Ms. Jordan Amador, you ask, can
you say dying is a bitch if you don’t remember your own death? Well, I remember
everything up until my death, and that was certainly a bitch. The archdemon
Belial had kidnapped me with the intent of sacrificing me so that he could open
a portal into the body of the archangel Michael, therefore allowing him
unlimited power and access to influencing the innocent people of the world to do
his bidding. Long story short, we stopped him, but I died in the process, and
in excruciating pain, I might add.

Much like right now.

Ever had one of those out-of-body
experiences? Not the kind that you’d see in the movie Ghost, but a true case of
an otherworldly viewing of your own self. Detachment. Like someone plucked away
the strings that connected you to yourself, and the byproduct was that you
almost felt like the consequences of the world didn’t directly affect you.

That was me.

I was hanging from two thick, nasty braided
ropes: each one at my wrist, cutting off circulation. A spotlight illuminated
my body and its myriad of problems: broken ribs, fractured eye-socket, busted
lip, cracked teeth, and what felt like severe internal bleeding. It hurt to
breathe. It hurt to exist, really.

My current predicament came at the hands of
a short brunette with matted curly hair, a pug nose, and pale skin courtesy of
her father, Lamont Brooks. Mr. Brooks was a loan shark from Detroit who had
swindled my estranged father and then tried to kill him. I took issue with
that. My pseudo-brother, the archangel Gabriel—long story—and I busted Lamont
and his whole operation several months ago, and sent her old man up the river.

And she took issue with that.

In my defense, these clowns got lucky. It
was late at night, I was exhausted, alone, and under-prepared for six hulking
guys in masks jumping me in the parking lot, beating me senseless, and dragging
me into a van. I had no idea where we were, but I knew that no one was going to
save me if I didn’t save myself.

I’d tried. The ropes were too tight and I
had no use of my hands. Brooks’ daughter, Bridgett as I overheard one of the
Mooks call her, worked me over for hours, and I had no energy left. Figures.
I’d saved the world twice now and yet I was going to be delivered to fate by
some snot-nosed bitch with Daddy issues. Life had a cruel sense of humor.

It's been centuries
since Michael stayed on Earth for an extended amount of time. Now he's here
because of Jordan Amador--a Seer who helped him restore his life and memories
and thwart the archdemon Belial from taking over the city. With Jordan on
Belial's hit list, Michael decides to stick around and live out life alongside
her as her friend and temporary bodyguard. But as the days pass, he finds it
harder to resist the seven deadly sins that tempt all men. Especially as he and
Jordan grow closer fighting the demons that want her almost as much as he
does...

This collection takes
place in the two month period in The Black Parade between Chapters 15 and 16.
She Who Fights Monsters is the second novel in the series sequence.

Ranked at #3 in
Amazon's Top 100 Bestselling Free Books in the Paranormal Romance Angels
category and #9 in the Top 100 Free Books in the Multicultural &
Interracial on June 21, 2014.

The dynamic
supernatural duo of Seer Jordan Amador and her husband the archangel Michael is
back in the sequel to the bestselling urban fantasy novel, The Black Parade,
trying to solve a deadly case. Someone is methodically hunting down and
murdering Seers one by one. After six months with no leads on the killer,
Jordan and Michael are forced to work with their worst enemy—the archdemon
Belial: a self-professed Prince of Hell who is dead set on stealing Jordan for
himself. However, with the archdemon’s help, they pick up on the trail of the
serial killer and plan to stop him no matter what the cost.

When the shocking truth
behind the murderer’s identity is revealed, Jordan begins asking herself if she
is still fighting for the good guys or has she become one of the monsters she
is desperately trying to stop?

She Who Fights Monsters
is the second novel and third book in the Black Parade series. It follows The
Black Parade and The Deadly Seven: Stories from The Black Parade.

Seer and demon slayer
Jordan Amador has had it rough lately: separated from her husband the archangel
Michael, hated by the angels who think she betrayed them, hunted by demons who
want her dead or enslaved, and rejected by her friends and family for lying to
them. Disgraced and miserable, she’s all but ready to lay down and die until
another Seer named Myra Bennett saves her life. Myra gives Jordan a new
mission: to wipe out a nest of demons that are terrorizing her family as well
as the innocent people of Houston, Texas. Jordan goes undercover to infiltrate
the demons’ nest and figure out how to eliminate them. Meanwhile, she’s locked
in a deadly game with the archdemon Belial, who constantly visits her night
after night in her dreams to convince her to give him her soul. Between the
insanely gorgeous, but dangerous archdemon poking around in her head and the
vicious creatures surrounding her, she’s not sure how much longer she can
survive.

Back to Black takes
place between She Who Fights Monsters and The Holy Dark in the Black Parade
series.

Sarcastic demon-slayer
extraordinaire Jordan Amador has been locked in a year-long struggle to hunt
down the thirty silver coins paid to Judas Iscariot. The mere touch of these
coins is enough to kill any angel.

Jordan's demonic
opposition grows more desperate with each coin found, so they call on the
ultimate reinforcement: Moloch, the Archdemon of War. Moloch puts out a
contract on Jordan as well as her estranged husband, the Archangel Michael. Now
Jordan and Michael will have to find a way to work together to survive against
impossible odds and stop Moloch's plan, or else he’ll wage a war that will wipe
out the human race.

The Holy Dark is the
third novel and fourth book in the Black Parade series, following The Black
Parade, The Deadly Seven: Stories from The Black Parade series, and She Who
Fights Monsters.

Kyoko M is a USA Today bestselling author, a fangirl, and an avid book reader.
She has a Bachelor of Arts in English Lit degree from the University of
Georgia, which gave her every valid excuse to devour book after book with a
concentration in Greek mythology and Christian mythology. When not working
feverishly on a manuscript (or two), she can be found buried under her
Dashboard on Tumblr, or chatting with fellow nerds on Twitter, or curled up
with a good Harry Dresden novel on a warm Georgia night. Like any author, she
wants nothing more than to contribute something great to the best profession in
the world, no matter how small.

Welcome to
my stop on the Book Blast, presented by Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours, for Searching for
Gertrudeby D.E. Haggerty. Please leave
a comment or question for D.E. to let her know you stopped by. You may enter her tour wide giveaway by
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You may follow all of the stops on the tour by clicking on the banner
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better your odds of winning. Good Luck!

While
growing up in Germany in the 1930s, Rudolf falls in love with the girl next
door, Gertrude. He doesn’t care what religion Gertrude practices, but the Nazis
do. When the first anti-Semitic laws are enacted by the Nazi government,
Gertrude’s father loses his job at the local university. Unable to find
employment in Germany, he accepts a position at Istanbul University and moves
the family to Turkey.

Rudolf,
desperate to follow Gertrude, takes a position as a consulate worker in
Istanbul with the very government which caused her exile. With Rudolf finally
living in the same city as Gertrude, their reunion should be inevitable, but he
can’t find her.

During his
search for Gertrude, he stumbles upon Rosalyn, an American Jew working as a
nanny in the city. Upon hearing his heartbreaking story, she immediately agrees
to help him search for his lost love. Willing to do anything in their search
for Gertrude, they agree to work for a British intelligence officer who
promises his assistance, but his demands endanger Rudolf and Rosalyn.

As the
danger increases and the search for Gertrude stretches on, Rudolf and Rosalyn
grow close, but Rudolf gave his heart away long ago.

I grew up
reading everything I could get my grubby hands on, from my mom's Harlequin
romances, to Nancy Drew, to Little Women. When I wasn't flipping pages in a
library book, I was penning horrendous poems, writing songs no one should ever
sing, or drafting stories which have thankfully been destroyed.

College and
a stint in the U.S. Army came along, robbing me of free time to write and read,
although on the odd occasion I did manage to sneak a book into my rucksack
between rolled up socks, MRIs, t-shirts, and cold weather gear. After surviving
the army experience, I went back to school and got my law degree. I jumped ship
and joined the hubby in the Netherlands before the graduation ceremony could
even begin.

A few years
into my legal career, I was exhausted, fed up, and just plain done. I quit my
job and sat down to write a manuscript, which I promptly hid in the attic after
returning to the law. But being a lawyer really wasn’t my thing, so I quit
(again!) and went off to Germany to start a B&B. Turns out being a
B&B owner wasn’t my thing either.

I polished
off that manuscript languishing in the attic before following the husband to
Istanbul where I decided to give the whole writer-thing a go. But ten years was
too many to stay away from my adopted home. I packed up again and moved to The
Hague where I’m currently working on my next book. I hope I’ll always be
working on my next book. Searching
for Gertrude is my twelfth book.

Welcome to my stop on
the Book Tour, presented by Silver Dagger Book
Tours, for Under His Skinby
J. Haney and S.I. Hayes. Please leave a
comment or question for the authors to let them know you stopped by. You may enter their tour wide giveaway by
filling out the Rafflecopter form below.
Good Luck!

Under His
Skin

by S.I. Hayes and J.
Haney

Genre: Contemporary
Romance with a twist of Suspense

At twenty-six Dorian
Gallagher has it all. Money, power, he’s used to fast cars and faster women. He
gets what he wants when he wants it. Being put in charge of the build for the
Gallagher family’s newest theme park has dropped him in Tennessee. Bored out of
his mind he decides to go get some new ink and finds himself face to face with
a beautiful woman who doesn’t know his famous last name. Can he charm this dark
beauty, or will she just stick him and run?

Charlotte (Charlie)
Herrick is a free spirit. She drives a big truck, rides a motorcycle and
carries a gun. All while dancing around in the layers of tulle that make up her
usual cheek baring tutus. Her life was hers. Until she meets Dorian Gallagher,
now she doesn’t know which way is up and life has become something more than
just the shop, fishin’ and moonshine. He says he’s just here for the year, so
she convinces herself it’s just a fling. Can she stay true to her convictions
or will this Amusement Park Prince finally get his princess?

Wrist work, hard pressed, and coming up…
This is what I’ve been exposed to for the last little bit. It has been funny
watching Dorian squirm though. I got Dorian all wrapped up so we could sit at
the front desk and wait for the food. He’s going through my books now, of
pieces I’ve drawn and actual work I’ve done mostly humming here and ahhing
there.

“I’m from LA and I’m just here for the park.
The old man thinks it’s a good place to put in a new one. He can’t be here so I
am.”

“Got a woman back home? Maybe a kid or two?”

Dorian shakes his head no. “No?”

“More the hit’ em and quit’ em type?”

“Not exactly.”

“You’re very vague.”

“Your questions are open ended.”

“Ever planning on getting rid of the bad boy
look?”

“This is just my weekend gear. Monday
through Friday, I’m in a suit.”

I look from Dorian down to myself. “Yeah,
not me.”

“We all got our uniforms. Yours is just less
than mine.”

I stand as I see the pizza guy heading for
the door. I walk past Dorian to get the food. Dorian goes to get up. “Don’t
worry about it’s already covered.”

“I said I’d take care of it.”

“It’s your birthday remember?” Dorian gives
me a half-hearted grin. I get all the food in and lock back up. I move things
off the desk and set the food out. “Want a Pepsi or Coke?”

“Coke, please.”

I nod walking off down the hall. I grab a
Pepsi for me and a Coke for Dorian. As I come back down the hall I ask another
question. “How’d you get out without your shadow?”

Dorian starts laughing. “Um, I sneezed.”

“Okay?”

He sighs. “Connor’s a bit of a clean freak.
So, when I sneezed he was afraid I was getting a cold, he started disinfecting
the cabin right down to the dog.”

“Are you sure he isn’t gay?”

“No, he’s got a girlfriend back home.”

“Makes sense. He seems like a good one.”
Dorian scoffs and shakes his head. “You’re getting better, but you’ve been a
dick from our first meeting.”

“You ain’t been no picnic either,
sweetheart.”

“I never said I wasn’t a bitch.”

“Shut up and eat.”

“You can’t make me.” I say looking at him
with my hands on my hips. Dorian whispers something to himself as he stands. I
start backing up. “What are you doing?

Dorian picks up a potato skin then starts
walking toward me. For every step, he’s taken toward me I’ve taken two
backward. He picks up his pace. “Come on eat it and nobody gets hurt.”

I look to my sides then dart to the right,
so I’m not pinned against the door. “I’m not afraid of getting hurt.”

\

Dorian takes one step forward and one to the
right then he’s got an arm wrapped around my middle. He has the potato skin in
his other hand coming at my mouth. I cover my face with his chest and my arms.

Dorian pins me against him and the island
before he hand trails up my back and snatches my ponytail. He pulls me too look
at him. My green eyes met his blue ones and for once I’m afraid of losing.

Dorian is holding the potato skin in his
thumb and ring finger then with his index and middle finger around my nose. I
hold my breath and it doesn’t take long before I start squirming. He lets loose
my hair and starts tickling me then let’s loose of my nose. I don’t think twice
I cup his nuts and cock in one hand and then bite his nipple.

“And I need a shower. You know I didn’t care
about my hair but the girls didn’t do anything to you.”

“Yes, teasing me all fucking night.” He
mumbles walking away.

J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky,
currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is
the proud mamma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner to Proud Momma Designs, which
she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and
sexy, with suspenseful undertones giving her readers something to hold onto. It’s
what she calls Real Life Romance.

S.I. Hayes was born and bred in
New England, currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all
of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing
Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance she can be found drawing one of many
fabulous book covers or teasers, to see them check out her web site.

The pair met while
working for a previous publisher and became fast friends, their split dynamics
and views on life, family and love in general led to the idea of A County
Fair Romance and A Sex, Drugs and Rock Romance adding to
it Working Class Beauties and soon Kincaid Falls. Along with
various Standalone novels. So, keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties
close by, you know just in case.

Welcome to my stop on the
Virtual Tour, presented by RABT Book Tours,
for The
Ripperby Carmelo Anaya. Please leave
a comment or question for Carmelo to let him know you stopped by.

The Ripper

By Carmelo Anaya

Publisher: Carmelo Anaya

Release Date: May 16, 2017

Genre:
Mystery/Detective/Police Procedural

Length: 560 Pages

One hundred twenty-five years
to the day after Jack the Ripper committed his first gruesome murder, a young
woman is killed in a picturesque Spanish town. As if the eerie timing isn’t
enough to unnerve Commissioner Carrillo, the murderer has mimicked the
Ripper’s grisly method almost exactly.

Soon more women are murdered
and their bodies horrifically mutilated. Tips and accusations fly wildly,
sending the commissioner and his fellow officers chasing after suspects who
might be innocent. Adding to the confusion, the killer is creating his own trail,
carving mysterious signs on the bodies of his victims and texting the
commissioner puzzling messages.

When the murderer reveals who
his fifth victim will be, Commissioner Carrillo’s blood runs cold—he now has a
personal stake in solving the atrocious mystery. Who is this villainous fiend
posing as Jack the Ripper? Can he be caught before he commits his final murder?

EXCERPT

I
wonder if the women will appear to their killer in dreams, as they do in mine.
Diana Carolina Mieles was a cleaning lady and carer. She bathed the elderly,
picked rubbish off the ground, worked hard. She was deserving. Cristiana
Stoicescu, Naima Medari, Sandra Okeke, Rosario Minguez -- none of them knew anything
in this life but exploitation. Their flesh was eaten.

I
know my life would be meaningless if I didn't stand up for every Cristiana
Stoicescu, every Diana Carolina Mieles, Naima Medari, Sandra Okeke, Rita Oehlen
and Rosaria Minguez.

The
law is like a dam. Sometimes it saves you; sometimes it drowns you. It needs
vents so justice can get through. We can't see it all. We can't know it all. If
we knew about every horror happening around us, every minute of every day, we
wouldn't be able to stand it. It's not a limitation; it's relief.

About the Author

Carmelo Anaya
has published ten novels, including three previous books starring Commissioner
Carrillo: The Yellow Earth, The Guardian of My Brother, and Baria City Blues.
He lives in Almeria, Spain, where he works as a lawyer and a criminalist.

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